Vol 1 Chapter 5 (1/2)

Volume 1

5 Strange Tomb of the White Snake

“Miao Miao, did you guys find anything?” On our way over to the medical university, I gave a call to Miao Miao and put her on speaker phone so Zhenzhen could hear too.

“Oh, ah…” a relaxed and comfortable yawn sounded on the speaker. “Hey! The sky’s already dark, what time is it? I’m starving!”

“You… weren’t just sleeping, were you? Didn’t you go with Xueqing to monitor Professor Xiao?” G.o.d! Was this d.a.m.n girl here to work or just play around?

“Ah…” Miao Miao yawned again. “Mm, isn’t this Xueqing’s jacket? Where is she…”

“I’m here.” Xueqing’s voice sounded from the speaker. She was actually right next to Miao Miao. She took the phone and said, “Ah Mu? We found something. What about you?”

“We’re heading over to the university. We’ll be there in about ten minutes.” Fortunately Xueqing wasn’t here to play. No wonder Boss had the two of them work together. If he’d made Miao Miao my partner, she’d have infuriated me. If Zhenzhen partnered with her, that would be even more scary. Who knows if someone might lose their life. On that matter though, why did the boss let Miao Miao onto the team anyway? That old fox would never recruit anyone who would drag him down. Unless Miao Miao had some talent that made her better than others. But no matter how you looked at her, she was as dumb as a brain-damaged middle school student, even though she’d already graduated from college.

What was the boss up to? Was this rat poison or a strength enhancer? It really made a person confused.

“Prof Xiao’s already returned to his dorm and he probably won’t head out again. We don’t need to watch him now. We’ll meet you at the school gates in ten minutes.” Xueqing sounded like she was giving me an order. After she spoke, she hung up, without a care to whether I agreed or not. Although I knew she didn’t have any ill will, this kind of att.i.tude really was hard to accept.

When our car pulled up to the school gate, they were already standing on the side of the road. Miao Miao carried a powder blue backpack with h.e.l.lo Kitty print. When she got in the car, she pulled out some snacks and orange juice, which made me even more certain that she was here today to go on a fun outing. Boss was either a cat looking to get burned or he’d lost his mind, otherwise he wouldn’t have chosen a subordinate like her even if she were the governor’s daughter.

“We didn’t find anything substantial from the monitoring, but we accidentally came across something else…” Xueqing refused the Dove chocolate that Miao Miao tried to feed her, and told us what they’d discovered—

Prof Xiao’s full name is Xiao Guoqiang. Male, 62 years old. Chief physician, professor, and doctoral advisor. Prominent contributor to the nation, receives government subsidies… Current dean of the medical university, head of the cardiology department, head of cardiac research at the provincial general hospital… He has served as editor for the ‘Chinese Journal of Medicine’, chief editor and editorial board member of ‘Journal of Interventions’, author of ‘Practical Cardiology’, ‘Xiao Guoqiang’s Heart Surgery Cases’…

There was nothing particular about his morning. Professor Xiao gave a lecture and then buried himself in his papers at his lab. He also ate lunch in his lab room. I thought that we were going to return without any success, but then in the afternoon, we saw an unusual scene.

Although our monitoring spot was more than 200m away from Prof Xiao’s lab, with high definition military binoculars, we could see very clearly each and every strand of hair on his head. And he looked younger than his age. Even though his hair was white, his complexion was ruddy and he didn’t have many wrinkles. He looked maybe 50 years old. If he were to dye his hair black, no one would believe that he was over 60.

After he gave his lecture, he stayed in his lab, going through doc.u.ments and writing his thesis. There wasn’t anything particularly eye catching. But about 15 minutes later, a pretty 30 year old woman with hair down to her back walked in with a stack of doc.u.ments. She closed the door with her round bottom and then put down the doc.u.ments on his desk. Judging from her age, she was likely Prof Xiao’s a.s.sistant, Zeng Qianyi.

When she first walked into the lab, Prof Xiao hastily drew the curtains closed, but there was still a two finger wide gap that wasn’t covered up. The area around the desk could just barely be seen.

After he drew the curtains, Prof Xiao grabbed Zeng Qianyi from behind and reached into her blouse with his left hand and under her skirt with his right hand. Her pale face blushed slightly, and hidden in her intoxication was a slight inkling of helplessness. After groping her up and down, Prof Xiao pushed her onto his desk and rushed to lift her skirt and pull down her panties…

“Ah…” After listening to Xueqing’s account I couldn’t help shaking my head with a sigh.

“What? Is there a problem?” Zhenzhen didn’t understand. Her face was slightly rosy, likely a reaction to Xueqing’s short ‘p.o.r.n piece’.

“If only I were there, ah…” I sighed again.

“Was my work inadequate?” Xueqing’s cold voice sounded from behind. I saw her brows furrow in the rearview mirror.

“Your work wasn’t inadequate. I was just thinking that it was really such shame not to be able to see such a stimulating live show with my own eyes! Ouch…” As I was speaking, a fist landed on my right cheek. At the same time, someone knocked me on the back of my head.

Zhenzhen had wanted to high-five Xueqing, but the other party appeared to not even see her outstretched white palm. She continued reporting about the info she’d received today, and so Zhenzhen could only foolishly high five with Miao Miao’s outstretched hand, a bit embarra.s.sed.

Aside from accidentally discovering that Prof Xiao was having an affair with a.s.st Zeng Qianyi, Xueqing also found out that he was widowed early and had yet to remarry. But he had a son named…

“What? Xiao Yixuan is his son?” So Prof Xiao and Xiao Yixuan were father and son. This cast another burst of fog onto the case.

Although Prof Xiao was already over 60, but with his position in the medical world, there were tons of young and beautiful girls who would give themselves to him. Wasn’t there a young masters student, a Ms Weng, who married an 80 year old physicist?

If Prof Xiao intended to remarry, there probably wouldn’t be a shortage of pursuers. So then, why didn’t he marry a second wife instead of messing around with his a.s.sistant? If the media got hold of this immoral matter, he could come to ruin in his late age.

And did Prof Xiao’s relation with Xiao Yixuan have anything to do with the missing hearts case at the general hospital? If yes, then what did he need so many hearts for? Suppose he wanted them for research purposes, he could ask the hospital to donate them. Did he have to steal them?

The number of questions kept growing. It was too complicated to figure out now, so the best thing to do was put it aside in the meantime. First, let’s go talk to Uncle Liu. Where a car travels, there will be a road.

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Miao Miao left on her own by taxi. Although she was a cop, we weren’t very at ease. Unfortunately, we still had work to do, so we couldn’t send her home. After she left, Xueqing continued to monitor Prof Xiao, and Zhenzhen and I paid a visit to Uncle Liu at the security room.

The security room was lit with a dim light. The radio on the table was playing Teresa Teng’s ‘Small Town Story’, and Uncle Liu was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed as his right hand tapped against the arm rest to the melody. His lips were slightly parted as he sang along quietly to the cla.s.sic song.

This scene couldn’t help but bring out an aching feeling in my heart. Most older men were just like him, spending the whole day with a TV or radio as a partner. They’d dedicated their youth to our society, but in the end, society abandoned them.

“Uncle Liu, I came to play some chess.” Zhenzhen and I entered the security room and dropped the snacks we’d plundered from Miao Miao’s bag onto the table.

“Your company alone is fine. Why did you buy so many things?!” Uncle Liu was clearly overwhelmed by all the snacks on the table.

“It’s fine, someone else gave them to me, so I’m just sending them along. Come on then, let’s play chess.” I took a seat as if we were old friends.

“Sure. If you have time, we can play all night.” Uncle Liu set up the chessboard.

Zhenzhen didn’t have the patience to watch us play chess, so she told me she’d go for a walk outside. Without waiting for a response, she just left.